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The last report I sent concerned this ubiquitous creature, the “kittychicken.” Well, it seems that I have more of interest to report.

Many of these flapping creatures seem to have the ability to sense aether in individuals-even going so far as to pinpoint it before our tests can do so. Many kittychickens seek out the company of aether-touched humans, seeming to draw energy and strength from them. In fact, in the wild, the aether-sensing variety does better than the “normal” ones, being able to convert raw aether to energy for short periods of time.

One of the reasons for this is that they use a hemocyanin for oxygen (and also aether) uptake. In this respect they are like most Harvest creatures. However, they can metabolize normal foods as well, which means they are a unique hybrid, one who is slowly adapting to our world’s laws regarding eat or be eaten. It is interesting to note, however, that the only natural predator of the kittychicken is tree limbs, who snap under their weight. Nothing else eats them, not even the wolves. To my understanding, aether tastes wrong to wild animals. If they continue to grow unchecked, they will eventually push all the other predators (and grazers) out of the food chain. Possibly dropping the limb they are roosting on is a natural “check and balance” against their overpopulation.

Kittychickens, when they find an aether-touched individual, attempt as best they can to endear themselves to their new target, purring, meowing, and crowing to get their attention, and generally trying to spend most of their waking time (and all of their napping time) with their new “friend.” It would seem a curious symbiosis, while the avian feline gets an energy boost, the aether-touched individual gains a Harvest early-warning system, as well as a loyal pet. It’s too early to tell, but they may actually extend the life of their owners simply by warning them ahead of time of threats.

While brief, I considered this significant. I’m still trying to get to the root of things out here, but I think I’m getting closer.